Author's Notes: I saw the Mighty Ducks trilogy when it was released in the 90s, and I have such fond memories of Connie and Guy. I recently watched the Disney+ Mighty Ducks: Gamechangers and I fell in love with Connie and Guy all over again. When they were trying to convince Bombay to come with them, Guy called out, "It's my one night out!" I found this comment so endearing, so I thought I'd write something about it. I think this story might not tie well with the scene in the episode because they went to play hockey with the Don't Bothers the next day (I assume)… so please roll with it.

It's also my first time writing and posting a story here. It just… the idea just wouldn't go away and I felt like I had to write it to get it out of my chest. It's a work of fiction, and as you know, the characters are not mine. Just taking them out for a short ride. 😊

"Where are you going again, Daddy?"

Guy smiled at his six-year old daughter. A spitting image of her mother, Hannah Marguerite Germaine had the same long dark hair of her mother. Tonight, it was braided into pigtails. It took him years to perfect braids, with Connie patiently teaching him how to do Hannah's hair. It was part of their routine, and Guy always looked forward to getting her ready for bedtime. Right now, she was standing beside him, looking up at him with a questioning look on her face. In her arms was her beloved stuffed bunny. She was dressed for bed, but sleep was the farthest thing from her mind.

"Momma and Daddy are going to a party with our friends."

"A party?! But you always take me to parties!"

Guy winced, forgetting his and Connie's pact not to use the 'p-word' around Hannah. They recently attended several birthday parties for Hannah's friends, and now the word "party" got Hannah excited and she always asked when they would go to one again.

"Hannah, sweetie. It's just going to be Momma and Daddy tonight." Guy turned and saw his wife come out of the bathroom all dressed up and ready to go. When did she get changed? He didn't even notice! She was wearing her burgundy pantsuit set and a crisp white shirt. Guy teased her that this was her 'go-to' suit every time she needed to get important work done.

Connie bent down to Hannah's left, nuzzling her daughter's nose affectionately. Hannah reached around to hug her mother. "But I want to go too, Momma."

"I know, sweetie. But this time it's just Momma and Daddy, okay?" Hannah frowned, not looking convinced. "Plus, Maman and Papy are coming over and someone has to welcome them. Or did you forget that already?" Connie asked, referring to Guy's parents, who were coming over to babysit their children for the evening.

"No! I did not forget! Oh! I want to show Maman and Papy the new picture I drew for them!" Hannah's face instantly transformed from disappointment to excitement when she remembered that her grandparents were coming. She dashed out of their room.

Connie stood up and went to Guy's side, her hands automatically going to tie his still undone necktie.

"You know I can tie my own neckties now, right?"

"I know, but I just enjoy doing it for you." Guy smiled and kissed Connie tenderly. He struggled tying the perfect knot for as long as he could remember, but thankfully Connie liked doing it for him. Eventually, he watched a ton of YouTube videos and figured it out himself. But he still let Connie tie his neckties for him, it was such a sweet moment with her every time.

"I can't believe Coach Bombay is not coming tonight. I am so disappointed… when he didn't RSVP to our wedding, I thought he just forgot about us. Seeing him last night made me hopeful that maybe we'll spend time with him again. Well… that was just a bummer in the end." Connie sighed, as she put the finishing touches to her husband's necktie.

"I know babe, let's just try to enjoy the evening with the other guys, okay?" Guy said, bringing her in for a hug and kissing her forehead. Guy hated seeing Connie so unhappy, especially when it was over something he had no control over. What the heck was going on with Gordon Bombay?

"Mom? Dad?" Guy and Connie looked as their seven-year old son, Gordon Garette Germaine, entered their bedroom. If Hannah resembled her mother, Gordon was his father's look-a-like in his features, although he shared the same hair color as his mother.

"Hey Gordon, what's up?" Guy greeted his son.

"I just wanted to say… well, have fun at your party tonight. And I will help Maman and Papy look after Hannah and Sam tonight."

Connie and Guy smiled at their son and his attempts to try to appear more mature and assert his 'older brother status'. Gordon and Hannah were less than a year apart, with Connie and Guy forgetting that breastfeeding alone was not a form of birth control. The Ducks teased them endlessly about not being able to keep their hands off each other, and Guy and Connie cheerfully bore all the jokes (especially Averman's). Their youngest son, Samuel, or Sam to the family, was a little over 12 months old, a most pleasant surprise after Guy whisked Connie away for a little trip to Vancouver Island.

"Thank you, Gordy, I'm sure Maman and Papy would love that. Want to give Momma and Daddy a hug now?" Connie said, smiling, as she opened up her arms for her son.

"Mooom! It's Gordon! Not Gordy!" Insisted the little boy, but with a small smile, walked to his mother and hugged her. "I love you, Momma. I love you, Daddy."

"We love you too, son. Now how about let's go get Sam from his room and wait for your Maman and Papy downstairs?"

And then as if on cue, their doorbell rang. Guy's parents had arrived. Guy heard the excited pattering of little feet, no doubt Hannah rushing to be the first to greet her grandparents. Connie went with Gordon to greet her in-laws, while Guy went to pick up the youngest Germaine from his crib. Little Samuel, with his cheerful disposition and boundless energy, kept his parents (especially his father) on the go at all times. He was learning to walk, and found great joy going after his older siblings' toys and anything else within grabbing range.

"Hey Sam, you'll be good for Maman and Papy, okay?" All Guy got was a gurgling sound that might have sounded like 'Dada'. "And I'll take that as a yes." Guy chuckled.

Guy went downstairs to find his dad and Connie in an animated discussion, no doubt something policy-related or something related to community grassroots efforts. People who did not know them would jump to the conclusion that they were arguing, but it was really just a lively consultation.

Hannah had already grabbed her Maman's hand and was pulling her to the direction of where she left her drawings on the dining table.

"Thank you so much for doing this, Papy. It's been a while since Guy and I have been out, just the two of us." Connie said, giving her father-in-law a hug. It took years for Connie to get over calling his dad 'Mr. Germaine' (as she called him during their Peewee days); she even called him 'Mr. Germaine' during the first few years of their marriage. Guy teased her about it, but then would shut up when Connie playfully reminded him that he also used to call her parents 'Mr. and Mrs. Moreau'. A reminder of how far they've come along since their District 5 Peewee Days.

"Oh Connie dear, you know we always love to spend time with these sweet petits-enfants." Valerie Germaine said, while sitting down by the dining table to look at Hannah's drawings. "I wish we didn't have plans this weekend, we could've stayed overnight. Well at least, your pa-"

"Aaand oookay! I think Connie and I should be really going!" Guy suddenly cut in, giving his mom a pointed look. "Here's Sam, Maman. Merci, and we love you both very much!" Guy grabbed Connie's coat from their front closet and held it open for her. "Here, babe. Ready to go, Mrs. Germaine?"

If Connie thought there was something odd about Guy cutting off his mom, she didn't say anything. She was just excited to be out of the house for something that was not work-related.

"Ready when you are, my love."

"Well, the evening ended up much better than expected, don't you think?" Guy said looking briefly at Connie, who was staring ahead, a small contended smile on her face. The glare of the passing lights lighting up her face.

"Yes, I am so glad we convinced Coach Bombay to come with us." Connie replied. "I think the limo on the ice left quite an impression."

"Haha, you're probably right!" Guy agreed.

After their impromptu speech and calling for Gordon Bombay' acknowledgment, the Ducks and Bombay mingled with a few guests, at least those who were really interested in getting to know the original Ducks and Bombay. As Adam observed at the beginning, the Ducks did become a bunch of cake-eaters, so it wasn't like a lot of the guests were dying to meet them. But there was no time to dwell on the unpleasant things and the what-might-have-beens. The Ducks and Bombay quietly left the gala and went to a nearby pub to enjoy the rest of the evening.

Evening flashback

"You guys are out late. How did you manage it for tonight?" Ken asked. The group were sitting around a table, going through plates of nachos, calamari, and their drinks. The gala didn't have much to offer for filling food.

"Well, my parents are there tonight watching over the kids." Guy explained.

"Oh that's great. I bet they're having a blast with them right now." Adam said.

"Yes. Hannah has been drawing a lot of pictures and before we left she was showing a mini-gallery to her Maman." Connie replied. "Thanks for the art supplies, Adam. Hannah really loves them."

"Anything for my favorite goddaughter!" Adam replied.

"She is your only goddaughter." Averman chimed in.

"Shut up, Averman!" Adam jokingly said. Some things just never changed.

Coach Bombay looked around at the table and a feeling of déjà vu came over. Was it only a few nights ago when they sat together at the Twin City Slice? But that night was different. He was too worried about the Ducks finding out how he really was and he was determined to distance himself from the team. Tonight, it was better.

"Hey, so how about showing photos of these kids of yours?" Coach Bombay asked, deciding then and there that he would like to be a part of the Ducks' lives again.

"Of course! Let me show you photos, Coach!" Guy took his phone out, and opened a folder full of their family photos.

"So here are Gordon and Hannah…" Guy showed a recent photo of his kids taken during a family vacation. "… and here's our youngest, Samuel."

"Whoa! Gordon and Hannah look like twins!" Coach Bombay exclaimed.

"Yup, 'twins' sounds about right!" Averman piped in. Bombay noticed Guy and Connie playfully roll their eyes. They knew Averman was referring to the expression 'Irish twins' and was probably going to launch into one of his teasing jokes.

"Okay, what am I missing here?" Coach Bombay asked. Connie interjected before Averman could say something.

"Averman is just teasing us because Gordon and Hannah are less than a year apart. We kinda… well…" Connie was at a loss for words. She could respond quickly to the Ducks' jokes because they were there during both her pregnancies. She just felt shy suddenly describing these things to their old coach.

"… I just liked the idea of being a father so much, I begged Connie for Number 2 shortly after Gordon was born!" Guy added cheerfully, hoping to get the attention away from his wife. He knew Connie was not embarrassed about their family and the kids' age gap, but he knew there were times when she wished their friends would just stop teasing them.

"Well good for you guys! Looks like they're very close to each other." Bombay said, trying to diffuse the awkward joking atmosphere.

"Yeah, they sure are, Coach! What a bunch of sweet little angels, always taking care of each other. Now, it's Samuel you have to watch out for now!" Fulton said, smiling as he recalled the times he babysat the Germaine kids.

The conversation then shifted from the kids to their work and other activities that kept them busy. Ken and Fulton started talking about a band that Ken was producing music for, and Fulton looked really interested. Probably branching out with his music tastes. Averman, Adam, and Connie were talking about politics, with Averman doing funny impressions of some less-than-desirable politicians in office.

"So, it feels like having seven kids at home, huh?" Coach Bombay asked Guy, who sat next to him.

"Sure does, Coach! Our schedules are starting to get busier because Gordon and Hannah are now expressing their own interests. Before, I could take them to the same sports camp, but now Gordon prefers hockey, and Hannah wants to go into gymnastics." Guy explained. "And then there's Sam, who's learning to walk and is a big reason why I feel like we have seven kids!" Coach Bombay looked at Guy closely, the love for his family shining in his eyes.

"So… Gordon? You named your son after me?"

"Yes, Coach. You were a big part of our lives growing up. Connie was right, you know? You started all of this. Even if you didn't RSVP to our wedding, we knew we wanted to honor you in some way." Guy said, smiling at Coach Bombay.

"Uh, babe, you missed our exit." Connie said. She was falling asleep during the drive, but sat up when she noticed her husband miss their exit.

"Hmmm?" Guy mumbled, not removing his eyes from the road.

"Guy, our exit, you missed it. We have to exit somewhere else and now we're going to be late home."

"No, we're not." Guy said, a huge smile starting to form in his face. He just loved surprising Connie. This was going to be fun.

"Wha-? What do you mean?" Connie asked, confusion on her face.

"We're not going to be late home, because we're not going home tonight." Guy wished he could just pull over and watch Connie put the pieces together.

"Guy Germaine, just what are you up to?"

"Well Connie, since this is my only night out, I figured I might as well make the most of it." Guy said, showing off his big charming smile.

"Oh really? Sounds like you have things all figured out." Connie said, an eyebrow raised, as if daring her husband to explain how he was going to pull this off.

"As a matter of fact, I do."

"And what about your parents? They can't stay overnight!"

"Actually, your parents are coming over tonight and staying for the weekend."

"The… the weekend? My mom came by this morning and she didn't say anything!" Connie exclaimed. Her parents lived close by and came by every other day to bring food and help Guy watch over the kids. Mrs. Moreau was there today to drop off food and did not drop any hints for the evening. "Is this what Maman was trying to say earlier and you cut her off?"

"Well, it was meant to be a surprise for you. I was worried my mom was going to ruin it." Guy replied. "Wait. You are surprised, right?"

"Yes I am! I haven't been on a date with you since Sam was born and with being back to work…"

"I know, babe." Guy removed his right hand from the steering wheel and took Connie's hand. He couldn't keep his eye off the road, so this was the next best thing he could do to show his affection. "I know I joked earlier that this is my only night out, but I think you deserve a night out too, Connie. You've been working so hard."

"Oh Guy, you deserve this more than I do! I can't even put into words everything you do for our family, but I am always grateful for all of it."

"Okay, how about we stop debating who deserves this night out more, and just enjoy the evening and the weekend, okay?" Guy said, squeezing Connie's hand. She squeezed it back in return.

"You are the most amazing father and husband, you know that, right?"